[Reaper Hirako Mako fan] Yesterday is not today

"Senior Pingzi, your..."

"Ah, Nani?" Pingzi subconsciously looked sideways at the direction of the voice, and the edge of the bone mask that divided the entire face into two was drawn with pale to harsh reflections.

"...Bloody...you...you only told me that you would try your best to delay the time...you never said you would do your best! Senior Pingzi!"

Hirako pressed one side of the back of his neck, raised the slender eyebrows that were left outside the mask, and nonchalantly raised a smooth ending voice out of the flying Kansai accent: "Is there a difference? Xiaoxisuke."

"..." There was a dead silence in the black cloak, Hirako raised an arm and greeted the Daoist Priest who came after him, "Oh, I didn't expect Xiaoxisuke to be really capable, and he brought reinforcements here, really Helped me a lot."

The palm holding the back of the neck followed the thin line of the shoulders, neck and back, and finally pressed the slender waist hidden in the heavy fabric. The realization that I must die, but there was a small accident with the expected situation, I probably should probably...I can’t die. This is really regrettable, don’t you think so, Sousuke.”

"There is no need for bravado, Captain Hirako." The vice-captain of the [-]th division pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose, letting the cold reflection climb onto his elegant and gentle smile, "You can rest assured that I will not make you feel lonely ,Any time."

Hirako grinned one corner of his mouth and blinked half of his eyes: "Souyousuke, are you serious?"

The harmless old man of the fifth team smiled more affectionately and tenderly: "I have always been serious about you."

Then in the next second, Hirako suddenly raised his left hand and took off the half mask covering the entire left cheek, the pale skeleton suspended in the palm gradually descended from bottom to top in the gorgeous and beautiful stream of light unique to Lingzi Bengshen. Dissipate, and at the same time, all the symptoms that represent blurring also disappear without a trace the moment the mask disappears.

All the onlookers watching the Midnight Theater in the dead of night, except for the Big Boss Lan, are the only technical staff Captain Urahara who knows what this means the most. The hand that was originally on the edge of the cloak trembled slightly: "When did you do it? Hirako senior."

"Ah~ just now." Pingzi patted his empty palm, and snapped his fingers crisply. From the back of the two fingers that were joined together, they rose up and circled without warning, "I suddenly found that I was the same as Soyousuke is also a magician."

Pingzi clasped his palms together and clenched his fists, the mask that was turning around on his fingertips disappeared silently again, and the bent fingertips disappeared silently, and the Kansai accent dragged him so calmly: "The situation on the field is three to three, I can finally say something with confidence and boldness. Do you know where I came from, Soyousuke."

"You came faster than I expected, and you didn't hide your whereabouts like Captain Urahara." Even if there were unexpected changes that could disrupt the overall plan, the future most brilliant villain BOSS in the BLAECH world is still calm and personable, "Pirako Captain, you came directly from Liuhun Street."

"Oh, you didn't even say "I guessed right", Yousuke You are really confident tonight~~" Hirako shrugged his shoulders, and put his hands into the embarrassing captain Haori again after the battle, "But You are right, I came directly from Nanliuhun Street. I heard that the fourth district of Nanliuhun Street seems to have some great secrets, do you know, Soyousuke?"

After the words fell, the vice-captain Aizen, who had been calm and relaxed all the time, was as relaxed as if a mountain collapsed in front of him, and could calmly smile and change his face. Finally, his expression changed slightly in the real sense, and he pondered for a long time and said slowly: "I admire Captain Pingzi You know everything about me so well, but..."

"After seven times of authentication including the 36-digit password of the Reiatsu body print, and the specially encrypted document, it is impossible to become evidence in court after deciphering it in such a short period of time, right?" Hirako took out the exquisite The small mobile hard drive was raised in front of the eyes, and he shook his wrist casually, "Based on our relationship, what signs of yours do you think I can't get? The 36-digit password is a bit long to memorize, so let's say Let’s talk about encryption. Turn right at the entrance on the 53rd floor of the Great Spirit Book Corridor, and turn right to the third shelf, the seventh floor. The catalog of the second book is one of the must-have items. A layer of soft cloth is just right for a pillow. Soyousuke has been wearing stars and moonlight lately, that is, he has no time to travel the ocean of knowledge and enjoy reading, and of course he will not find out that the brick has been under my head for a week. Bar?"

Pingzi lazily raised his eyelids, and the gray eyes lazily swept the brown-haired and brown-eyed young man from head to toe: "Looking at your expression, you have already guessed what is in my hand, and you have no doubts about its authenticity." I've made my own judgment. So let's start, right? Sousuke."

After a period of depressing and suffocating silence, Lan Ran raised his hand to take off the heavy black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and the soft smile that was once gentle and considerate under the layered and slightly messy bangs gradually revealed a sharp edge: "...you We won, Captain Hirako."

"You're mocking me when you say this, right? Soyousuke." Hirako waved his hand arrogantly, and the leader of the first team of the [-]th Division spontaneously began to check the wounded and clean the battlefield. The blond man almost hooked his earlobe The corners of the mouth slowly curved into a sharp ironic shape, "If I can't send you to the endless hell, I have failed."

Kisuke Urahara, who had already confirmed the process of transporting the wounded with the Okido-chan, raised the brim of his drooping hat and looked at the blond captain's stooped golden back as always: "Senior Hirako, see you at the usual place. Be careful."

"Hey? Let's change the meeting place to Yeichi's place." Hirako turned his head to look at the black figure that was gradually blurred because of the space shifting ghost path, "There is something that Kiryu and I haven't told you yet. That place has been under the surveillance of Hideaki Fukawa."

The critically wounded and terminally ill patient with blurring poisoning, who was only a line away from the corpse, danced in the air like a three-dimensional image projected in space, and then disappeared.Pingzi neatly threw the mobile hard disk in his hand to Lan Ran, and turned around without hesitation.

"Please wait a moment, Captain Hirako." A deep and soft voice came from the vice-captain of the fifth team behind him. Before the words fell into Pingzi's hands behind his back, the slender and white fingertips already had frantic and restless spiritual pressure suddenly condensed, scarlet The aura of the soul is hesitating at the fingertips, and the eager aura seems to break through the shackles of the master's will in the next moment, soaring into the sky and piercing the bleak night of the world of corpses and souls.

"Are you going to let the entire Jinglingting Court watch my fireworks show, and then take a look at the tricks of the vice-captain of the fifth team Aizen turning into a living person? Yousuke Soo."

"I'm just curious, if there hadn't been such an accident, what would you do now?"

"There is nothing to do. Soyousuke." Even when he was about to leave, the captain of the fifth team still called his vice-captain in such an intimate way, as usual, "In the original plan, I never thought Can get out alive."

"You are really a very scary person, Captain Hirako."

"You are the scary guy, Soyousuke." The blond-haired captain once again stepped into the darkness that the moonlight could not touch with his slender legs, walking slowly and slowly. The fading Kansai accent was as slippery and frivolous as ever, "Congratulations on your promotion to the captain of the [-]th division, Soyousuke. After I leave, don't forget to water the horse drunk tree in the yard for me, and thank you Fuchuan for me Wise tip-off."

The thick and colorful shadows among the criss-crossing branches engulfed the last corner of the waving banner, which was as white as snow, and the haori hunting figure was completely retreated from the retina to the corner of memory, and that left an indelible impression on his encounter. The man who was deeply imprinted on him walked out of his life as calmly and quietly as the first time we met, and he never looked back from the beginning to the end, and was irreversible.

Even at the last moment, this man was calm and impeccable, never showing even a moment of embarrassment.

He never lamented the misfortune of his companions, never angered by his lover's betrayal, never lamented by his own negligence, but after learning everything, he did not hesitate to give up the painstaking planning for years and even the easy-to-get victory He gambled on his own future, status, belief, glory and even his wealth and life, and gambled everything just for a rescue with ten deaths and an uncertain future.

However, one night difference, victory and defeat, success and failure reversed, this should have been the expected ending, but when it really appeared in front of my eyes, I found that I was so close to the edge of the cliff called failure, and my life was hanging by a thread. It's unbelievable anyway.

So, counting intentions as intentional, you really won this time, Captain Hirako.

Aizan silently watched the direction of Pingzi's departure, his eyes were deep and calm, and he slowly crushed the mobile hard disk on his fingertips.Aizen lowered his head and placed the heavy black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose again: "I haven't left yet, but I miss it. I think Mr. Sukawa should have the same mood as me."

Hideaki Fukawa, who slowly stepped out of the shadows behind Aizen, shook his fan and said, "Of course, I just watched a wonderful show just now, just think about the loss of Makoto's corpse." How dull the world is, I can't help but miss Xiao Zhenzi's voice and smile."

"Captain Pingzi's thanks are already known to you, so I don't need to do anything more. So I only have one question I want to ask you."

"I probably guessed what Soyousuke wanted to ask, I'm really sorry, but I can only say that I have no comment on that question." Hideaki Fukawa smiled slightly, "So let's change to another question that I can answer your question, Mr. Aizen."

As if he had expected Hideaki Fukawa's refusal, Aizen asked another question almost without thinking: "So, can you tell me, if Captain Hirako chooses to hand over the deciphered documents to Central Room 46, what would you do?"

"Thank you, Makoto, for your mercy, Aizen-kun." Hideaki Fukawa covered his mouth with a fan, his brows and eyes were full of charm, the autumn waves were swaying, the water was empty, and the deep and soft voice naturally revealed deep affection. "Naturally, I fell into a well and sent ice in the snow, in order to make you die and never survive."

"Mr. Fuchuan is indeed the man I thought." Aizen sighed softly, as if feeling admiration, "Then, I wish us a happy cooperation."

"Huh? Haven't we been working together happily, Soyousuke?"

"Yes, we will always cooperate happily, Mr. Sukawa."

"Didn't I tell you not to call me so foreign, Soyousuke?"

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